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I heaved a sigh of relief, but reality gnawed at me as I remembered the shocked expression on Kaleb's face as Mia spat that trash. I need to tell him the truth, but how the fuck would I explain this to him? I can not let myself lose Kaleb again; even after hurting him, he returned and said he was back for me. I can not let him slip my hands ever again; I have to tell him what type of marriage this is and I have to do it right away. I took off my heel and changed into my flat pink slippers as I walked out of the walk-in closet.

He wasn’t applauding, but there was a hint of a smile on his face. After a while the marriage was over, it was time for me to go to my new home, thinking about it I couldn’t help but feel sad, and fear what will happen to me now, how will my life turns out, will I be killed, I can’t even think of finding my mate anymore because I’m now Married. “Don’t worry, it is going to be alright.” Bella said to me. “We are going to be fine.” I don’t know why but she seems confident, but I wasn’t. I have heard a lot of rumors and I know it’s not alright. What if those rumors are true?

The tie clip inside was still delicate, and the card read: Safety, health, and mutual trust are the best marriage. After reading it, Shen Zeyan gently hugged me. Instead of an expensive gift, he took out a family agreement we wrote together: Communicate frankly immediately when encountering any problem, without hiding or bearing it alone; Trust each other firmly and not be influenced by external rumors or malicious videos;

In my last life, I had been beaten black and blue, crying over the phone to my parents—only to hear them dismiss it as just part of married life. So this time, I shoved their words back at them. "After all, Celie's married to him now. In marriage, fights are normal, aren't they? And missing a meal or two shouldn't be a problem. You've had enough sea cucumber porridge to last—your nutrition must be well balanced." I flashed them a bright smile. But then, from their side of the call, a terrified scream split the air. Gideon had returned. Only… he wasn't quite the same as before. Blood glistened on the edges of his jagged teeth, his gaze darker and more feral than ever.

The woman he hadn't been brave enough to choose. He knew. Every time he looked at me, he saw the woman he had betrayed. He had watched his son marry me just to keep me under his thumb, to punish me for the blood I carried. I had reminded him of her. "He knew," I choked out, a sob breaking in my throat. "Byron knew who I was the whole time. My marriage... he has always been against it because it reminded him of what he could never have." The shock hit me like a physical blow to the stomach. A sharp, searing pain erupted in my lower abdomen, radiating down my legs. I gasped, dropping the photo.

“ I've been trying to call you, Dominique sent in some divorce papers and the will states that the property is now in his name! What are you going to do? You're not going to divorce him right? Right?” I smiled more of a cold smile than a friendly one. “ I'll be there tomorrow, inform Dominique, I want him there when I sign it as for the will… I don't care he can have it.” “ But yo-you worked so hard for this!” “ I know, but he made his choice and I made mine and also prepare some marriage certificates, I and my husband will be there tomorrow.” “ Husband!? What?!!” “ Bye!!” “ Gen? wait! Don't—” I ended the call, handing the phone back to Charles.

He wanted to calm down and consummate the marriage after getting to know her well. With this chance of rebirth, he insisted on choosing me despite the accusation of being ungrateful. During the first few days of our marriage, he did not touch me because he was afraid of sacrificing, and I would have difficulties remarrying if I got pregnant. I hugged him tightly and called him a fool. The next day, Flora arrived early, accompanied by Elaine. She arrogantly walked in front and shouted as soon as she entered, "Sally, come out! I want my husband back!"